Monday, October 19, 2009

I quietly strolled through the mountain greens of Jaliscothe soft leaves grazing my face pleading to stay a while longer.begging for a sip of green card juice, so that the seeds can return with me.

As I arrived in San Diego I dropped a napkin and,Gravity did its part,it fell with such gracedancing like a broken leaf in autumn’s fall.

On an October 13th morningI picked her up on that dry Santa Ana windy daythe first image I had was an old picture thatresonated from my past 22 years.A welcoming glare wrapped in a blankether hazel eyes managed to puncture my heartlike the teeth of a lionessI told her that I’d be her role model, that I’d keep her warmAnd, she said to mefather there is no need to, I am a soothing sauna.I took a deep breath and laid her in the crib.It’ll keep her warm through the midterms.